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May 2012
So while,
I sit here and roll
with this
like a joint.
Care-free & easy.
In the back of my head,
I feel like
the force
that's being represented.
Is all mightily
*******
that his
ungenious
wanna be
vigilantes,
giving
him or her
or whatever
a bad name.
Talk about infectious
*******.
No, I'm talking about religion.
Sacrelicious
Written by
Sacrelicious  31/M/Hell
(31/M/Hell)   
682
   T-bear, Margrett Gold and Lily Mae
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